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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: Part 067
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
When on my bed the moonlight falls,
I know that in thy place of rest
By that broad water of the west,
There comes a glory on the walls:
Thy marble bright in dark appears,
As slowly steals a silver flame
Along the letters of thy name,
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